Memoirs of Casanova — Volume 29: Florence to Trieste by Giacomo Casanova
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experience. He sold me some Scopolo and old Cyprus Muscat, but he began
to exclaim when he heard where I was lodging, and how I had come there. "He is rich," he said, "but he is also a great usurer, and if you borrow money of him he will make you repent it." After informing the consul that I should not leave till the end of the month, I went home to dinner, which proved excellent. The next day I gave out my linen to the maid, and Leah came to ask me how I liked my lace got up. If Leah had examined me more closely she would have seen that the sight of her magnificent breast, unprotected by any kerchief, had had a remarkable effect on me. I told her that I left it all to her, and that she could do what she liked with the linen. "Then it will all come under my hands if you are in no hurry to go." "You can make me stay as long as you like," said I; but she seemed not to hear this declaration. "Everything is quite right," I continued, "except the chocolate; I like it well frothed." "Then I will make it for you myself." "Then I will give out a double quantity, and we will take it together." |
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